Visions of doom Are pervading in my eyes A sense of danger, An obsession in my mind No, I'm not dreaming, It's so close and real This sensation of evil So deepest and near Wait! Now I feel them, But there's something wrong Oh there's still something I cannot comprehend I'm a powerful wizard And you know it well But against this evilness I cannot do much They're searching for me They're hunting for thee They're here Ooh - so near Look behind... It seems we're followed By some Black Knights The smell of death Is approaching fatefully There's no chance to escape 'Cause the black riders Are on the way This is the end of our lives High in the sky Winged horses they ride To bring the destruction On our beloved lands In the fire we stand With swords in our hands Forget all your fears: Righteousness is on our side! It seems we're followed... Lord of the Nine In the darkness I saw your face Icon of terror and blood Your deadly knife waits in silence Silence was broken by fear But fear is a feeling of the weak A hissin' came from the beyond You were staring at me... And then... you'd screamed! Shining crown, Unbearable light within the dark Incredible source Of spectral madness The starlight's obscured By eternal blindness A terrible shadow's Crossing my heart Unbearable light within the dark Incredible source Of spectral madness The starlight's obscured By eternal blindness A horrible vision inside my heart Inside my heart

Let's go, to the new world Fame and fortune is waiting for England Here it is! The Roanoke island History will remember our names The world is too small for us With our flag we need a new start May our faith chase the heavens of these lands By force take the gold of the native ones But this time, we won't let you stay We will spare none of you for we're betrayed And the legend of this cursed land began Leaving a word, but not the name of someone It all started with a challenge Could the colony find its place? With the men of sir Raleigh Will the queen take this new edge? So we dreamt about the summer And the new face of heaven But the nightmares of the storms Were all hidden by thoughts of gold Set sail, to the new world Fame and fortune is waiting for England Here it is! The Roanoke island History will remember our names The violence brought violence Retreat and retry John White his daughter, one hundred and seventeen men Had the last chance to conquer this land again And after his granddaughter born in this Paradise of death and gold He waved at them saying: "I'll come back in a while", But it was the last goodbye Because then After three long years He came back to find them But once arrived, no one there No sign of fights at all No one to save and no tombstones And the story of this cursed man ends Carving a word without Malta's cross Since then Looking at the horizon of the history line John White still cries Goodbye my child Goodnight granddaughter Everyday day I feel so far Promise of glory Into a dark tale C R O A T O A N History will remember this name Since then Looking at the horizon of the history line John White still cries Goodbye my child Goodnight granddaughter Everyday day I feel so far Promise of glory Into a dark tale C R O A T O A N History will remember this name ...a warning to posterity

There's nobody here Everybody's gone And the tent is cut from the inside Going to north-east Following the trees Leaving a bunch of footsteps behind And then we came The fire's remains Near this old tree Nothing to blame Near the cedar Two of them lie here Frozen silent Last hope fell down climbing the tree Nothing we can do Can't still understand Shivers and questions dance down the spine Three of them tried to Go back to the tent But they didn't reach it in time They are frozen and silent like the other two So might we have a clue? No we don't Madness rises Because The other four came out When the snow was melting And melted were their reasons near the shelter of their endings So many screaming doubts Wounds from a violent impact Radiations on their dresses And a new truth to be found Near the cedar All of them lie here Frozen silent Between the chaos of this Mystery can you see every of these theories? KGB, a bad fall, arctic hysteria Avalanche, infrasounds, secret launch of missiles Could it be? Couldn't it be? Or did they see too much and got killed? Everything seems to be Tragic and incomplete All the sentences drown in hypotheses Near the cedar Frozen silent You will never know the truth Stop asking your questions Near the cedar Sadness snow and fear In this silence Who knows the truth is just who's Frozen silent Neverending research Snow still falls down In Dyatlov pass and Otorten's cliffs

Strasbourg and an epidemic 1518 mid July From the dance floor to the ground All began this way Tell me now, Troffea, what are you trying to do? I can't stop and I'm in love with you Twirls from your hands Mesmerize my head You own me with just a snap of your fingers Jump a little, spin a little, like the bug buzz of a beetle In my head obsessions scream their echoes "Do it again, till you bend, don't pretend to understand A mind abuse and for sure the fate is signed for you." Feel the crawling vibes Of your fear No more saints to pray That's our destiny We must surrender Let's dig our graves We must remember How wonderful it was to dance near the gates of afterlife And I suppose i could have died After a simple happy life Now I'm a sinner in this plague Feel the rhythm of your bones While they pulverise Damned musicians play your song For a ruin that can't be denied Gates are opening They are leading us to an eternal dance I'm following the notes They're written in my head While my thoughts fade On the whys that brought us all there And so I surrender to this curse Can't explain This carnage So goodbye 'cause That's our destiny We must surrender Let's dig our graves We must remember How wonderful it was to dance near the gates of afterlife And I suppose i could have died After a simple happy life Now I'm a sinner in this plague Tell me now Troffea what did you try to do While I die, i'm still in love with you I can't hear no more songs Just a creepy lullaby coming from my flesh and bones Then I exhale My last sin Time to dance in peace "Dance in peace" written in our tombstones And the last thing in my head was "I hope in hell there's no sound" Oh... my stationary ground

We all have told tons of stories Just to expect the great surprise In the eyes of those who listen Who want the best words to explain just what they want to find It's the feeling of colliding On a surface full of whys When we try to solve huge questions We spit out easy answers since the birth of humankind Something shoots my Big Ear I hear voices from afar It's someone I wish I had so close to me While my logic turns in stars Could the answer be near the will of company? Since this world we're living here seems always Lost in reality, or in philosophies, fantasy is the therapy To unleash our words of WOW We spit out easy answers since the birth of humankind 72 seconds to raise a question for the next 40 years Is this hydrogen the half of a sea from which a bottle came onto here? All we want to read is a message Or maybe is this bottle just a receptacle for our dreams? While we all tried to make up our minds, light years further Christensen and Gibbs in laughter said "Oh... how they are Lost in their realities, in their philosophies While they turn with fantasy Their knowledge into WOW" We spit out easy answers since the birth of humankind But it's not enough Even if the comets Have solved the riddle Someone always will doubt Just to abandon the reason and keep their "wows" Could the answer be near the will of company? Since this world we're living here seems always Lost in reality, or in philosophies, fantasy is the therapy To unleash our words of WOW We hope for easy answers since the birth of humankind

Look inside the eyeless doll Let her guide you through the door Let the hands of future clutch at you Under the light of the waning moon They will need your hands Scratch the door with us And make this child smile at least once I've waited too much Covered by this dust This frozen time consumes me And I will get out Will you help him smile, fool? Now sleep well my dear owners I will get out from these corners Take my hand and let me live I'm just an unborn child Can you hear them scratching? Let them find the exit Your nightmare is his dream As the hands resist him You will meet them soon It's the real price you pay for buying me My doll will guide you too Now it's late to try and sell me Will you help me smile, fool? Now sleep well my dear owners I will get out from these corners Take my hand and let me live I will paint your soul in darkness As your hands will touch the surface So you'll taste this endless time 'Cause I'm just an unborn child Make this child smile Make this child smile Make this child smile Make this child smile Now sleep well my dear owners I will get out from these corners Take my hand and let me live I'm just an unborn child I will paint your soul in darkness As your hands will touch the surface So you'll taste this endless time 'Cause I'm just an unborn child